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 Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 12:21 pm
A small lounge area for Pokemon from different guilds to associate. Guildmasters have been known to use this room as a chance to relax away from the job.
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 11:52 am
Banquo
A large, shiny Manectric lumbered into the lounge. His blue eyes sweeped the room in a fit of paranoia before he crawled up onto a nearby couch to relax.
Banquo blinked slowly, sleepily. He had stayed up with Tempest enforcing the barriers around their guild.
The Guild of Roaring Thunder was safe, secure.
He idly raised his paws and clicked his long, talon-like claws together anxiously.
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 12:16 pm
 KennaObviously worn out, and in a rather bad mood, a silent, black Ninetales slipped into the room, padding across the room, and flopping down onto an armchair.
She didn't notice the Manetric nearby, more intent on sprawling out sideways across the chair, with her many tails curled around her for warmth, and her forepaws draped over the arm of the chair. She rested her chin on her paws with a lazy yawn, her orange eyes flickering with annoyance as she realized she wasn't alone.
What a joy-kill. Company.
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 12:22 pm
Banquo
Banquo had watched the Ninetales enter and when she glanced at him he recognized that expression.
Tempest gave him that look all the damn time.
It meant 'why are you still alive?'.
He took it from the Pikachu, but he wouldnt take it from this kid.
"You the Ninetales from Morning Star right? One that has the hots for the new kid?"
Oh, Banquo. Does your subtelty know no means?
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 12:32 pm
KennaKenna flicked her ears, narrowing her eyes as she recognized the sour tone of the Manetric.
"What's your damage, Spiky?" She replied, annoyed. She was in a bad enough mood without some weirdo spewing nonsense at her.
Needless to say; she didn't recognize Banquo whatsoever; she'd been more focused on surviving the psychotic Lopunny's attack than getting to know anyone.
"I'm tired; leave me alone."
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 12:35 pm
Banquo
The Manectric frowned, he had just been playing around but if she wanted to be rude about it then...
He stood, head lifted up regally.
"My name is not Spiky. I am Banquo, leader of the Guild of Roaring Thunder and as such I outrank you, kid. So how about some respect to your superiors..."
Hee, see how she liked that!
He really wasnt big on ranks or anything of the sort, but this Ninetales was asking for it~
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 12:44 pm
KennaThe Ninetales groaned audibly. Why did she always have to run into the important people? Couldn't she, just once find a place to nap where some high and mighty weirdo wouldn't pull rank on her?
"As far as I'm concerned, I'm not in your Guild, and I'm lower in rank, anyway, as you so tactfully pointed out. Why should you care what I think, say, or do?" She questioned grouchily, her black and orange fur fluffing up in defense.
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 12:46 pm
Banquo
"B-but...the guilds are work together and stuff and I'm STILL IMPORTANT!"
Well, now he was just whining over the injustice of his joke not going through.
"You're mean."
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 12:55 pm
KennaKenna's ears slid sideways in a mixture of guilt, disgust and embarrassment.
He'd been joking the whole time; nice job, a**hole.
"O-oh... Umm..." She muttered awkwardly, unsure of whether or not he was still joking. Why did males have to be so damn confusing?! One of these days her brain was just going to implode. Arceusdamn males. Damn them all.
"..."
Oh Arceus. If he cried, she'd have to do something about it. Ugghhhhh. Emotions. Eewww.
She hung her head, facepawing.
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 1:14 pm
Banquo
Banquo frowned, puppy dog eyes wide.
He was usually an emotional Pokemon, feeling everything to the extreme. He was extremely happy, extremely motivated and...extremely wimpy.
The Manectric ducked his head and then snapped it up in a mournful howl.
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 1:24 pm
Kenna'AHHH! NO, STOP CRYING! PLEASE STOP CRYING! Pleeeeeease! Ohhhh, stupid, stupid, stupid...' The Ninetails thought, feeling a little panicky at the thought of just having caused a Guildmaster to dissolve into tears. That was a generally a bad thing to do.
She squeezed her eyes shut, and swallowed, before blinking, and edging closer to wrap her tails around Banquo, pressing her nose to his neck.
She felt herself shiver in further panic. This was how you calmed someone down, right? Was she supposed to say something? Soothing words, soothing, apologetic words.... uhhh...
"Th-there there... I'm s-sorry..."
Brilliant, Kenna. Almost poetic.
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 1:32 pm
Banquo
The Manectric flashed a smile suddenly, mouth open and head ducking down. Quicker than she could react he had licked the Ninetales on the side of the face, complete with a drool trail before breaking way from her and dashing out the room in a fit of hysteric laughter.
Ah, always the prankster.
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 1:40 pm
KennaKenna blinked in shock, freezing up entirely as the Manetric darted off.
Suddenly, she screeched in fury and hatred, spontaneously igniting the furniture around her in flames. "F***ING B******D!" She howled after him, before turning and storming out of the room in the opposite direction.
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Posted: Thu Oct 14, 2010 7:02 am
 Wren
Wren padded quietly into the lounge as not to disturb any who might be relaxing, but was slightly relieved to find it empty. He had comme here to put a little space between himself and his loud but lovable companion, Thadyus. Heaving a sigh, Wren made his way to some conviently placed pillows, seeing as a few of the larger pieces of furniture were now resembling misshapen piles of charcoal. 'I wonder if a couple of fire types had a dispute...' he thought with a faint smile as an image of Thadyus aurguing with Sam, another childhoon friend, while exchanging fire punches. Shaking his head of the thought, Wren laid he small body down and closed his eyes in an attempt to organize his thoughts. But even as he did so Thadyus always seemed to linger just on his proverbial borders.
He had known for some time that the Croagunk was in love with hiim, but Wren was honestly unable to interpret how he felt about Thadyus, at least in a more intimate light. They had known each other throughout childhood, 'Heck I was even there when he hatched.' Wren thought. 'Ugh, these thoughts aren't going to help me plan out anything.' Shaking his again he focused more on the layout and style of the room they had been given. It needed to be decorated and Wren knew that Thadyus was not one for such things so that left Wren to do it.
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Posted: Thu Oct 14, 2010 3:03 pm
 ~Aidan & Nadia
"Think he's alright?"
A concerned whisper filled the ears of a slightly less worried Riolu as the duo stood just on the other side of the doorway out of view; the male of the two giving a shrug in response. The brother and sister were planning on using the lounge as a hiatus away from their team, but the slightly distraught thoughts from a Ralts within left them fearful to enter. To be honest Aidan couldn't have given less of a damn to the situation at hand but his twin however seemed struck by such feelings of confusion. Just as with the species before her, Nadia was empathic to an extent so although she couldn't read the unnamed Ralts' thoughts word for word she still had enough to work will to feel some pity on the troubled Pokemon. Every so often the duo, more so the female than the boy, could be seen peering in through the open entryway... They didn't exactly have a plan of escape if caught, but little did they know either that the Pokemon before them may also be able to sense the presence of others...
(OoC: So sorry for assuming quite a bit in this post, I just tried to go with what you've given me inner-thought wise. Writing for empaths gets rough sometimes and feel free to correct me if I was mistaken anywhere. Also I should probably throw another apology in here just in case you were planning for this RP to be private, but by the time elapsed after your post I assumed otherwise I thought it might be fun to send in a little company for him. If I am mistaken here just feel free to tell me to delete my post ^_^)
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